So if I’m understanding Carla correctly, our mission in life is to find the bastard who stole our other heart and take it back from them. On the other hand, I’ve never met anyone who had a spare heart just lying around, so I’m thinking either there’s one guy with a giant warehouse full of other peoples’ hearts, or the C.H.U.D.s have them. Either way, it seems the best way to go about this would be to form some sort of hunting party and take them back by force.
A friend of mine asked his plumber if he smoked weed and he was so stoked about it that he went out to his truck and got his bud then came back and smoked with my friend and his room mates before fixing everything. ha, it’s always worth asking I suppose.